My big love story starts in 2018 with a country NSW pride celebration and overly anxious 6ft 2 guy with a challenge and a dream and a secret the pride day went off with a bang.

March down the centre of town banners waving the sparkle of glitter and excited screams of children laughter and love was the sounds of the day I left the pride celebration early to start my transformation unbeknownst to most of the people in my community I had wanted to start drag for many years and this year I was so determined to bring that to fruition.

So there I am in the bathroom of my grandmothers house (I was living with her at the time) very unattractively applying Nair to every inch of my body  standing there waiting for it to melt away the hair and hopefully not my skin haha then shoving costumes hair makeup heels tights and the rest into a suitcase to be at a friends place to start the four hour process of becoming a baby drag queen they don’t lie when they say it takes a village to raise a queen with the makeup done wig in place and barely managing to stand let alone walk in heels we made it to the venue.

I walked straight into the lift up to the venue the lift doors opened to a crowed room which erupted into applause and screams of encouragement

I’d pulled it off then was convinced to perform unprepared but I did I performed the room again erupted with Applause I’d pulled it off if done it and the big love of my story was that the whole time I was performing my closet bested most amazing friend had previously worked a block of night shifts surprised me there and cried with pride and love as I performed I’ll never forget the look on her face so much big love for her